Classical High School - Classic Myths Yearbook (Worcester, MA)

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C LASS HISTORY lCommUedl Our prom, held at the Hillcrest Country Club, arrived to put the finishing touch on our iunior year. Janice Babbitt was chosen Queen. The long-awaited day had finally arrived -- the day on which we would return to Classical as Seniors. We were no longer shy, now, we had the entire run of the school. All activities were put on by us and for us. The fierce roar of the tiger was still heard on the football field. Again we were tied with South for the lnterhigh Championship. The three All-City Players were Bill Donnelly, John Hakanson, and iunior, George Anderson. We elected Class Officers. Dick Stidsen was again elected president, Joan Fierer, vice-presi- dent, Phoebe Brown, secretary, and Dan Lettic treasurer. The National Merit Scholarship semi-fina- list was Jeff Davis. Letters of Commendation went to Bart Alfano, Jane Berol, Jay Caplan, Hanna-Mae Farber, Laura Gross, Susan Holbert, Bruce Jaffe, Henry Katz, Karen Peterson, Donald Quinn, Margaret Reiner, Mark Skinner, and Carolyn Trunca. One brisk December morning, it was an- nounced that there would be no school at Clas- sical because of a fire. Horrified and stunned, the few early arrivers at school left and the latecomers, out of curiosity, went to investigate. The fire had originated near Room 27. Luckily, it was put out by the sprinkler system, the only real problem being water damage. Yes, the students of Classical had that day off, but the faculty had to remain there the entire day. The coming of the new year brought the lnterhigh Basketball games, our great team was tied with North for the Championship. February l5th was the night chosen for the Variety Show, The Gift of Music. Under the able direction of Mel Applebaum, the show was a great success. Again the adorable foot- ball players managed to steal the show with their belly-dance. The big night ended in a lively party at Maironis Park. It was certainly an evening to remember. Another fire at Classical? Could it be pos- sible? The first time was shocking, the second time was incredible. This time the fire was in Room 37, the mechanical drawing room. Fortu- nately, Mr. Reardon extinguished the fire in time and saved our school. March 6, 1963 will be an unforgetable day for both the students and the faculty of Classical High School. The traditional Senior activities lthe Hop, the Prom, and the Picnicl were held. All were great successes. For the first time, we now realize what graduation really means. We have been look- ing forward to it for so long that now we may be a little frightened of it. For the past three years, everyone and everything that we see daily have been taken for granted. The usual ease with which we talk to our teachers will not be ours after this day. Our paths are now separating. All the struggles and good times of Classical life that we have shared together are soon to be only memories. One thought is ours: Graduation is truly a time filled with mixed emotions. SANDRA LIAN vy - LOGZ., 3-1 X EQ' JSF l

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CLASS HISTCDRY r SANDRA LIAN Upon entering Classical in September of l960, we thought that we would never become familiar with our strange surroundings. That first day was unbelieveable. As we sat in the auditorium, we felt as if we were some kind of wild animals in a menagerie being looked down upon by all who passed. There were so many bells and so much to remember that we longed for our good old days in iunior high. As we grew accustomed to our new way of life, how- ever, we found it to be very interesting. Such words as Lano's, Bobo, and Salatubie began to have some meaning to us. Since we were only Sophomores, we were the so-called onlookers. Of course, we were able to participate in any activity and attend any school functions we wanted, but, after looking at our idolized upper classmen, we felt shy and self conscious and very inferior. The first three days at Classical were the worst. After realizing how the rooms are num- bered and after finding that the girls' and boys' cafeterias are separated, everything else came naturally. Before we knew it, however, summer vaca- tion had arrived. It was a well-deserved relief from the daily hubbub of school life. Something had happened to us over the summer, because when we returned to Classical in the fall, there was a startling change. After a few days, we realized that we had finally become part of Classical. As a class, we elected Dick Stidsen as president, Carol Mason, vice-president, Jean Savage, secretary, and Steve H. Epstein as treasurer. The harmless purr of the Classical tiger sud- denly became a fierce roar. ln football we were tied with North and South for the lnterhigh Championship. There were five All-City boys from our team. Dick Stidsen, co-captain of the i962 football squad, was among them. The school activities that had seemed so re- mote the year before were now as familiar to us as old friends. As iuniors, by ioining many clubs we showed Classical's unique school spirit for we enthusiastically attended the many school functions. We were fortunate enough to have in our class the i962 Queen Esther-Phoebe Brown. Basketball season ended in fine style. We won the District 3 Championship, our All-City Basketball Players being Kenny Kaufman and George Ridick. Those parties after the basketball games will be remembered for a long time. Alan Yoffie was the winner of the city-wide Public Speaking Contest.

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CLASS WILL - 1963 l DANIEL COTTON Thirty months plus four have passed since the plebeian group of sophomores with the inconsequential title of the Class of 1963 first entered the hallowed halls of Classical High School. During this time they have struggled to advance gradu- ally from one caste to the next until at last they have attained heir goal. They are now the elite. Their position of grandeur is, how- ever, short-lived, for all empires must eventually fall. The following is a tally of the riches they leave behind. The Class of 1963 leaves its respect for and appreciation of Mr. Couming, Mr. Breen, the faculty, and the office personnel. The Class leaves the guidance de- partment alone. The Class leaves Miss Gilbert five students who can recite all of ll Penseroso and L'Allegro. The Class leaves Mr. Yoffe a bill for one-hundred New York Times. The Class leaves duly inscribed tin cans to catch the raindrops. - The Class leaves gas masks to those whose home rooms are near the chemi- stry lab ---- or the lunchroom. The Class, you see, leaves warning of the assignment of Mr. Koki's term pa- pers, of course. Jane Berol leaves the key to the building to any iunior who arrives at 7:15. The Keeney twins, Dennis and Dave, leave the confusion caused by their great resemblance to each other. Evans Tsoules leaves, asking the chemistry assignment. Mary Reardon and Jean Savage leave their part-time iobs in the office. Joe Magliaro leave his parking space in front of school. Bill Donnelly and John Hakanson leave for Newton Square or for Friendly's. George Megrichian leaves his post outside Room 4 on Fridays to any patient junior. Bart Alfano leaves for the Cape.